One of the hardest things about being an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman is that that is the only thing that people remember about me.
- If someone sees me walking down the street, and I’m out of our uniform, they look at our face and ask if they know me.
There are times and I said I just have a single of those faces, however other times I will tell them I am their Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman. I said this to a single man,, and he smiled and said, “that’s right! You are Tom, the serviceman.” That always makes me assume kind of weird. Why can’t people remember our face and our name in some other way than our being an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman? Last week, our mother noticed our discomfort over having the said. She walked into our beach house and said that I was his favorite Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman, even before he gave me a hug. I slumped down in our chair and didn’t want to talk to anyone. Even when our child came over and crawled up on our lap, I was waiting for him to call me an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman. When he just started bouncing and calling me Momdy, I felt happier than I had the entire day, mom promised to never call me an Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman again, unless I was wearing our uniform.After our mother left, our husband came over and chuckled. She asked me if I was okay if he were to call me his favorite Heating, Ventilation, and A/C serviceman when I got beach house from work? I told her, but, that it had to go along with a kiss and a hug